Kurt
Esteemed member
Hello Everyone! Allow me to introduce myself, or rather, I’ll just say this. My name is Kurt, I am from a small town in the Midwest, United States. I have periodically used, studied, and explored the effects of multiple psychedelics, DMT being my favorite one, over the years. And very heavily within the last year or so.
Now I’m not much of an introduction guy, but I really do love talking about my experiences with DMT. So here goes nothing.
I never set out for a DMT experience for any reason other than to get answers. Although my most impactful moment wasn’t really as much an answer, as it was an experience. And the profound way that it impacted me during, and after the experience.
Why I’m 99% sure that DMT is a key to what could be a few things. A higher level of
Consciousness (Whatever that means right), a higher dimension (which is something someone told us exists but me being me I cannot confirm that at this point. From what I understand about time and space, 2D, 3D, 4D, etc. Makes sense.) Proof that this is a simulation, or that we are living in an in fact altered form of reality beyond even our craziest “sober” imaginations. Or it’s something my professional uneducated, simply curious mind can comprehend. But I have no doubt it’s real. And I have no doubt it has profound meaning.
It was my last DMT Experience. Another average run of the mill DMT trip, got comfortable in bed, performed a few minutes of breathing exercises, then hit the pen a solid 4 times before I left behind this world if you would.
It’s worth noting. It’s very important actually. I went into this experience a very strong atheist. I grew up on the history channel, and discovery channel, NatGeo and science filled my head most of my childhood. The Big Bang and Evolution made sense to me. God seemed like a human construct, religion seemed like a form of control, a way to justify division, and a comfort for those who fear death. I was a strong atheist. Life was what life was.
After hitting the pen a few times, my world began to shift, fracture, and break apart. I always enjoy keeping my eyes open as it calls for quite the experience the first few seconds. During that time my reality shattered before my very eyes. My entire visualization of this world and the room I was in, broke away from the outside in, literally like glass. Bits and pieces of it broke away and fell into nothingness, revealing blackness behind it. Then i closed my eyes.
I remember flying through the universe. Almost like finding Nemo when the Sea Turtles were riding the sea current. But i was in a space current, traveling at the speed of light (I can assume) past galaxies, nebulas, and the most beautiful star systems you can imagine. At this point I wasn’t in my physical body, I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t my body.
This didn’t last long, as all good things must come to an end. Moments later it was blackness again. But this time I was back in my physical body. I remember feeling my arms, my hands, I remember standing there in that blackness. I could tell I was in a room, there were walls despite not being able to see them. I could feel them, it couldn’t have been a very big room. Not that it matters.
A few seconds later a door opened up, from the ground up like in the sci-fi movies. Where it makes that slight mechanical noise and opens upwards, behind it an almost blinding white light that was hard on the eyes after being in the dark room. Once my eyes focused, I seen a catwalk with a railing just outside the door.
I remember feeling just about every emotion in the book at this point. This DMT experience was a hectic one in comparison to others. Exciting. A little nerve racking. Very eye opening.
I remember walking slowly through this door, eyes still adjusting to the light. As I stepped out of the room, I stepped into this HUGE corridor like room. I remember looking left, and looking right, and this corridor went on for what seemed like forever in both directions, along with the catwalk.
For as far as my eye could see, the corridor was lined with thousands, probably millions of doors just like the one I walked out of. I stepped onto the catwalk and placed my hands on the metal railing. I could feel the coldness of the metal, I could taste it in some weird way. I was confused, looking around trying to understand what was going on.
And one of the craziest things began to happen. Sir I can’t tell you what this was, what it meant, nothing. But I haven’t forgotten about this moment. As I walked out of my room, all those doors that went on for what seemed like forever, began opening up. Out stepped people, who looked just as confused as I was. We all grabbed onto the railing, exchanged eye contact, looked confused, etc. I couldn’t tell you the name, origin, not a single thing about a single one of those people. But somehow I felt like I knew them. I felt like I knew them for a lifetime. Like I’ve traveled the universe with these people. Like we were different files in the same folder. Like we were different tests in the same experiment. It was almost like
was living someone else’s memories, and recognizing their faces. But I couldn’t have been. Because that was the only part of the experience in question. If that WASNT me. Then that would have been thee ONLY moment in that entire DMT experience, and others, where I didn’t feel entirely, or mostly myself.
Very Strange.
Then I woke up.
And I believed in something.
What? That’s the question, and the answer.
Very nice meeting you all.
Now I’m not much of an introduction guy, but I really do love talking about my experiences with DMT. So here goes nothing.
I never set out for a DMT experience for any reason other than to get answers. Although my most impactful moment wasn’t really as much an answer, as it was an experience. And the profound way that it impacted me during, and after the experience.
Why I’m 99% sure that DMT is a key to what could be a few things. A higher level of
Consciousness (Whatever that means right), a higher dimension (which is something someone told us exists but me being me I cannot confirm that at this point. From what I understand about time and space, 2D, 3D, 4D, etc. Makes sense.) Proof that this is a simulation, or that we are living in an in fact altered form of reality beyond even our craziest “sober” imaginations. Or it’s something my professional uneducated, simply curious mind can comprehend. But I have no doubt it’s real. And I have no doubt it has profound meaning.
It was my last DMT Experience. Another average run of the mill DMT trip, got comfortable in bed, performed a few minutes of breathing exercises, then hit the pen a solid 4 times before I left behind this world if you would.
It’s worth noting. It’s very important actually. I went into this experience a very strong atheist. I grew up on the history channel, and discovery channel, NatGeo and science filled my head most of my childhood. The Big Bang and Evolution made sense to me. God seemed like a human construct, religion seemed like a form of control, a way to justify division, and a comfort for those who fear death. I was a strong atheist. Life was what life was.
After hitting the pen a few times, my world began to shift, fracture, and break apart. I always enjoy keeping my eyes open as it calls for quite the experience the first few seconds. During that time my reality shattered before my very eyes. My entire visualization of this world and the room I was in, broke away from the outside in, literally like glass. Bits and pieces of it broke away and fell into nothingness, revealing blackness behind it. Then i closed my eyes.
I remember flying through the universe. Almost like finding Nemo when the Sea Turtles were riding the sea current. But i was in a space current, traveling at the speed of light (I can assume) past galaxies, nebulas, and the most beautiful star systems you can imagine. At this point I wasn’t in my physical body, I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t my body.
This didn’t last long, as all good things must come to an end. Moments later it was blackness again. But this time I was back in my physical body. I remember feeling my arms, my hands, I remember standing there in that blackness. I could tell I was in a room, there were walls despite not being able to see them. I could feel them, it couldn’t have been a very big room. Not that it matters.
A few seconds later a door opened up, from the ground up like in the sci-fi movies. Where it makes that slight mechanical noise and opens upwards, behind it an almost blinding white light that was hard on the eyes after being in the dark room. Once my eyes focused, I seen a catwalk with a railing just outside the door.
I remember feeling just about every emotion in the book at this point. This DMT experience was a hectic one in comparison to others. Exciting. A little nerve racking. Very eye opening.
I remember walking slowly through this door, eyes still adjusting to the light. As I stepped out of the room, I stepped into this HUGE corridor like room. I remember looking left, and looking right, and this corridor went on for what seemed like forever in both directions, along with the catwalk.
For as far as my eye could see, the corridor was lined with thousands, probably millions of doors just like the one I walked out of. I stepped onto the catwalk and placed my hands on the metal railing. I could feel the coldness of the metal, I could taste it in some weird way. I was confused, looking around trying to understand what was going on.
And one of the craziest things began to happen. Sir I can’t tell you what this was, what it meant, nothing. But I haven’t forgotten about this moment. As I walked out of my room, all those doors that went on for what seemed like forever, began opening up. Out stepped people, who looked just as confused as I was. We all grabbed onto the railing, exchanged eye contact, looked confused, etc. I couldn’t tell you the name, origin, not a single thing about a single one of those people. But somehow I felt like I knew them. I felt like I knew them for a lifetime. Like I’ve traveled the universe with these people. Like we were different files in the same folder. Like we were different tests in the same experiment. It was almost like
was living someone else’s memories, and recognizing their faces. But I couldn’t have been. Because that was the only part of the experience in question. If that WASNT me. Then that would have been thee ONLY moment in that entire DMT experience, and others, where I didn’t feel entirely, or mostly myself.Very Strange.
Then I woke up.
And I believed in something.
What? That’s the question, and the answer.
Very nice meeting you all.
